Smooth - Carlos Santana & Rob Thomas

Man it’s a hot one, 
Like seven inches from the midday sun, 
I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone, 
But you stay so cool. 
My muequita, my Spanish harlem mona lisa, 
Your my reason for reason, 
The step in my groove. 

And if you say this life ain’t good enough, 
I would give my world to lift you up, 
I could change my life to better suit your mood, 
Because you’re so smooth. 

And it´s just like the ocean under the moon, 
Well that’s the same emotion that I get from you, 
You got the kind of lovin´ that can be so smooth, 
Gimme your heart, make it real, 
Or else forget about it. 

I’ll tell you one thing, 
If you would leave it´d be a crying shame, 
In every breath and every word, 
I hear your name calling me out. 
Out from the barrio, 
You hear my rhythm from your radio, 
You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow, 
Turning you round and round. 

And if you say this life ain’t good enough, 
I would give my world to lift you up, 
I could change my life to better suit your mood, 
Because you’re so smooth. 

And it´s just like the ocean under the moon, 
Well that’s the same emotion that I get from you, 
You got the kind of lovin´ that can be so smooth, 
Gimme your heart, make it real, 
Or else forget about it. 

And it´s just like the ocean under the moon, 
Well that’s the same emotion that I get from you, 
You got the kind of lovin´ that can be so smooth, 
Gimme your heart, make it real, 
Or else forget about it.